Spring is blowing in on a chilly morning breeze
A cold reminder winter soon will be a memory
Branches old and bare await their promised bloom
They paint a maze above me to illustrate my gloom
February
February reminds me that winter's behind me
And the flowers of another spring
Will come and I'll have nothing to show
Snow is all around reflecting moon's white face
He knows that it will fade when the March sun melts it all away
February
February reminds me that winter's behind me
And the flowers of another spring
Will come and I'll have nothing to show
And every month that passes by
I feel even more alone
Guess when you said forever
You meant you were never coming home
The brittle leaves are singing me gently off to sleep
The night wind whispers secrets she thought that she could keep
February
February reminds me that winter's behind me
And the flowers of another spring
Will come and I'll have nothing to show